Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Under pressure

The last few days has been ... well. A bit stressful. First it was the audition last Wednesday (which resulted in a job, by the way). Nerves. Looking for a place to live. Nerves. Going for police interrogation about my relationship with my bf so he can maybe one beautiful day come to Norway. Big nerves. The police lady was nice and very Vadsø-like. And she couldnt spell. I read with horror through the statement she typed out of my answers, and it was spelling error after spelling error after spelling errors. It was shocking. I corrected the ones I thought was most important, like "Gahna" and "hadnycappet". (Supposed to be Ghana and handicappet (norw.)), cause I didnt want to insult her too much. There I was thinking I was talking to an educated woman who were well rehearsed in writing official document-Norwegian and I was even more shocked when I realized she had typed the whole thing in Vadsø dialect. Which is something quite different from official Norwegian.

If this thing goes through, its a miracle. I'm surrounded by morons. Nyame beye...

6 comments:

Nana Yaw Asiedu said...

But Yngvild, might it not work out that being surrounded by morons actually makes your dream come true more easily? Hope bf gets to come to you in Norway. Fingers crossed. Keep us posted.

Maya said...

I agree with Nana Yaw, hopefully your intelligence will stand out as a glare among the morons. Or maybe you'll just be too advanced. Hm, time will tell I guess...

Yngvild said...

Hihi. I hope u two are right. Unfortunately its not the morons in Vadsø who is gonna make any decision in our case, it is the slightly more smarter ppl in the immigration authorities with a stick up their asses!

Guro said...

did u talk about me in the interview??? ;)

Yngvild said...

Yes, Guro. ALOT :)

Ellen said...

Let's hope the policewoman who interrogated you doesn't read your blog....I think we'd all hate it if she was to "loose" your statement "in the mail"... =p